Lyrics:
teach you how to put soul in your rhythm
You ain't been home in a minute feels like part of me been missing
We are whole don't forget it teach you how
Bobby only 22
Rollin down the Avenue
Head always full of steam
Plotting on his next move
Little did he know about the situation overview that he
City and Eastside bishops got it goin' on.
With the M.G.'s, Queen street, V.N.G's ain't no stoppin' the
Village town, Eastside pain, Crenshaw mafia.
got that God girl type of vibe on me
I ain't never gotta worry about a thing cause I'm in his hands
And he always looks out for me he keeps me in his
judging, but bugging, how we fall so many levels?
The devil's got us by the balls
That's why the law allows the drugs to overflood
Knowing we gonna buy it
that I hated
From a rapper that I felt was overrated
Cause I knew that he was
Faking but he everybody's favorite
Coming with that same hi hat and 808 hit
come and get down, bust it, come on
Check it out, secondly
it's me the BROther ?uest from the S-Q-T (Square Roots)
And he's Black Thought, the boy
fucking like em
And if it's beef my homies count on me
I'm fucking riding
My niggas creepin ain't so sweet
We probably fucking dying
Ask him where he from
by running the town, ain’t dumbing it down
When I’m coming around, the one with the crown and I’m busting it wild from under the ground
While faster
straight need more Bacardi
My toko chilled he got it twisted take flight we at the party
South West One Call away
See I don’t care what they really say
Slow
got my foot in the door
He said he heard me before (Oh yeah?)
He said he like the way I
Kill and walk a murderous show
That's when I showed him my game
and robbery
And a twenty room mansion, buck-naked with a lot of freaks
It ain't cool if my people don't eat they part of the reason
I got away from all that
wine
From the bottle.
Said her ol' man committed a crime
And he's doin' time,
So now she's in the bottle.
She's out there on the avenue, all
From the bottle
Said her ol' man committed a crime
And he's doin' time
So now she's in the bottle
She's out there on the avenue, all by herself
wine
From the bottle.
Said her ol' man committed a crime
And he's doin' time,
So now she's in the bottle.
She's out there on the avenue, all
come and get down, bust it, come on
Check it out, secondly
it's me the BROther ?uest from the S-Q-T (Square Roots)
And he's Black Thought, the boy
consistent (Consistent)
I’m steady making them big moves (Yah)
I swear I’m a do what I got to
If you need pack boy I gotchu (I Gotchu)
I’m always looking from
bitch
And I know he's got one on his hip
But I got the drop, and outside, rule got the drops
All it takes is a cock and a pop
Money for bail, ain't
cause I'm a knight
I got shit to do and your thot to do
Then she stuck to me
Must've been a lot of glue
I'm skrrtin' in my avenue
Your attitude is low my
do the Gods make MC's study from
Thirty five, and fifty year, then try to become
Under the study with the sword above the head
So he would keep in mind
and I got into debt
I was a youngin and I learned from that
I learned from 50 and I got the hat
I'm doin this shit like return of the dragon
Man he ain't
Do me and get away
I got a glimpse of your license plate
N-W-A."
[Chorus: x2]
She was Chubby and
Ready to Rock
Naughty By Nature and
Part
Said her ol' man committed a crime
and he's doin' time,
so now she's in the bottle.
She's out there on the avenue, all by herself
sho' needs help from
decides to call
And pull me under while he was walking tall
I run a sign
Glistening sensory blaze sets my heart
Glistening from antihistamines crumb
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